The ash heart within my chest
Lies grey and charred
Still housing the embers
Of the love that burned it alive.

I watch as pieces of my love
Flake away and shatter , on the cold grounds
Like the snow
From an all too early winter.

I forever walk
On the dark road
Traveled only by the strangers
Who share my sin
Those who share my love.

My dead heart continues to beat
In the hope that
Even though you may not love me in this world
That perhaps you will wait for me
Outside the gates of the heaven.

So that you could rebuild my heart
Piece by piece
In the great gardens of the angels
And so that I can finally share my love with you.

We could forever lay in the warmth of the sun
And forever gaze upon the afterglow of the stars.

I love you , but perhaps
I am a little too naive.